Got up late, stumbled into work, bad dreams.
Busy at work, since release is coming, too many fires to dowse, too many calls to make. Got everything in order but said shit a lot. Laptop charger stopped working, charges only my phone now, so borrowed S's.
Lunch of leftover newari food, so good, so garlicky even the day after.
Too tired from worked, napped at 4.30 got up at 7, when S came back from DC, and brought PN with him. Chilled for some time, discussed that link like a billion people sent me without any context, and it was time for the transmigration of the great soul to the other realm. Aka I was going a couple of streets over. As it happens, I've collected more items of clothing than I came with in the last three months. My winter clothes are absolutely useless...when I came here I could at least put them on my body as 'storage', can't do that anymore so I look like a homeless man now. Which is kind-of technically the truth. S took a couple of photos of me as I was leaving, from a really unflattering angle using an the-wide lens of his phone, so it looks like I'm a dwarf there. Got a tonne of gigglies before leaving S's place, which meant no more writing for the night. I'm jealous of the people who get productive when they're in an altered state. I get tired and sleepy.
Came to PN's place, had snacks, talked a bunch, took a gummy, watched like four episodes of Midnight Gospel. Haven't really paid attention to it since it's so overwhelming. Tried listening to the podcast but boyoboy it's really dense, and I guess I'm too because I was not into it too much. It was 12.30 and I couldn't sleep because of the 3-hour nap in the afternoon. Called approximately every person in my contact list it was appropriate to call at that hour, including parents and grandparents, no one picked up. Literally no one. Became sad, but mostly drowsy, and slept at an undetermined time.
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